PART I: GROWING
GRINK AND GRANG WERE TWINS,
BUT GRINK WAS LARGE AND RUDE.
GRANG WAS WAFER THIN,
FROM GRINK ALWAYS STEALING HIS FOOD
THEY LIVED AND PLAYED TOGETHER.
THEY SPENT A LOT OF TIME.
BUT GRANG WAS AS LIGHT AS A FEATHER,
GRINK UNAWARE OF HIS CRIME
EACH DAY SWEET MOMMA WOULD COOK,
SHE LOVED HER LITTLE TWINS.
BUT GRINK WOULD OVERLOOK,
THAT GRANG HAD A CASE OF THE THINS.
HE GOBBLED UP THE BEEF,
WOLFED DOWN THE NOODLES AND BEANS,
BONY GRANG AT THE EDGE OF GRIEF,
FILLED HIS TUMMY WITH ONLY HIS DREAMS
THE MONTHS WENT QUICKLY BY,
AND GRINK WAS 4X4.
GRANG, AS THIN AS A SIGH,
COULDN’T MAKE IT TO THE DOOR
HE SILENTLY LOVED HIS TWIN,
AND UNDERSTOOD HIS APPETITE
BUT THIS BUSINESS OF BEING THIN,
WAS DRAINING HIS WILL TO FIGHT
MOMMA FORAGED IN THE WOOD,
THE GROCERY LIST WAS BIG.
SHE DID EVERYTHING SHE COULD,
BUT GRANG LOOKED LIKE A TWIG!
THEN MOMMA WAS GONE FOR GOOD,
NEVER TO RETURN?
EXHAUSTED IN THE WOOD,
HER TWINS WOULD HAVE TO LEARN. 2
GRINK FELT SO ALONE,
NO BREAKFAST, LUNCH, OR SUP.
GRANG WAS WEAK TO THE BONE,
AND COULDN’T LIFT HIS CUP
THEY SAT BESIDE EACHOTHER,
TEARFUL, SAD, AND BLUE
BOTH WERE MISSING MOTHER,
AND NOT SURE OF WHAT TO DO
GRINK WAS FORCED TO UNWIND,
AND STARING AT HIS TWIN
REALIZED IN THE NICK OF TIME,
GRANG WAS WAY TOO THIN!!
“OH, BROTHER, LOVING TWIN,
IT’S TIME FOR YOU TO EAT!
I’LL STUFF YOU FULL TO THE SKIN,
SO YOU CAN STAND ON YOUR FEET!
I’LL HUNT, THEN COOK ALL DAY,
I’LL TRY TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT.
YOU’LL GROW AND LAUGH AND PLAY,
AND NEVER FADE FROM SIGHT!”
AND SO, THE DAYS FLEW BY,
TWIN GRANG WAS GETTING STRONG.
NO LONGER WEAK AND SHY,
SLEPT GOOD FROM DUSK ‘TIL DAWN
THE TWINS SHARED ALL THEIR JOYS,
THEY ROMPED AND PLAYED BY THE WOOD.
IF MOMMA COULD JUST SEE HER BOYS!
THEY’D FIND HER, IF THEY COULD.
THEY FILLED A BIG LUNCH PAIL,
THEIR QUEST WAS SOON TO START.
TO THE WOODS, ON MOMMA’S TRAIL,
THIS SEARCH CAME STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!
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